Chapter 717: Chapter 715: The Finale of Dragon Sleep Continent Chapter 717: Chapter 715: The Finale of Dragon Sleep Continent “””

Days pass one by one, and even a decade becomes but a blink of an eye.

In the autumn of the twelfth year of the Amber Calendar, the Shadowflame Kingdom on the Dragon Sleep Continent seemed somewhat desolate, as most of the population had already moved to Amber Dreamland.

Not many remained in the real world, including elves and phantom beasts, which had become extremely rare. However, free from human interference, the Shadowflame Kingdom thrived with lush vitality, radiating a primitive wild beauty.

Gone were the snowfields, replaced only by the seasonal changes of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Furious Wind City.

Now engulfed in heavy industry, giant smokestacks formed unbroken lines with no environmental standards; waste water ran rampant.

The surrounding area was nearly barren of any vegetation.

Even the bipedal flying dragons passing overhead were nearly vomiting, the pungent smell assaulting their senses.

But here, unlike elsewhere in the Shadowflame Kingdom, there was a rare prosperity, with machines roaring and busy traffic. Factories and laboratories were everywhere, with dangerous and polluting innovations being conducted.

If Amber Dreamland is the flawless new world, a painting destined to be handed down for eons,

Then the doomed Dragon Sleep Continent is the best draft paper.

Woo woo woo!

The train station whistle sounded, carrying Nicholas, the world-renowned author and playwright who penned classics like “The Dragonriding Youth” and “Thunderous Descent of the Dragon Domain,” boarded the train with a few servants and guards in tow.

Following the train, now powered by an internal combustion engine, departing from Furious Wind City, speeding through what once was the Fire Ant Swamp,

And then passing through the deserted lands, they arrived at the capital of the Scorching Torrent Kingdom, Warm Sun City, after several days and nights.

In Amber Dreamland, various nations had already formed the Amber Federation.

But in Dragon Sleep Continent, kings, grand dukes, and nobles were still maintaining their final rule, extracting the last batch of resources—which would be provided to Amber Dreamland as a foundation for the new world.

Getting off the train at a station near Warm Sun City,

Nicholas, accompanied by servants and retainers, wandered the city streets capturing the scene, preparing for his new drama “The Last Days of Dragon Sleep Continent,” to record how this world, home to mankind for millions of years, would march towards Silent Annihilation in its final twilight.

“Give me the camera,” Nicholas said.

A servant promptly handed him a long-tubed camera, and Nicholas started taking pictures of the somewhat abandoned Warm Sun City.

With the populace having moved to Amber Dreamland, and Warm Sun City not becoming an industrial and research hub like Furious Wind City, it naturally declined, its permanent population dropping from over eight hundred thousand at its peak to around a hundred thousand now.

Even this hundred thousand was still slowly dwindling.

The mining of Dragon Sleep Continent’s Origin Power was nearing its end, and with the loss of Origin Power, the ubiquitous Magic Power would naturally dissipate, no longer nurturing the abundant resources, with minerals and natural products becoming scarcer.

After circling the city with the camera,

Nicholas had the servants rent a car and drove out of the city to the nearby mining area to shoot and capture scenes.

There was a huge Bitter Earth Mine there, producing excellent insulating material.

Although the snowfields had receded, Amber Dreamland still encompassed a Frost Snow Mountain Realm, which was also being populated and developed by a large number of humans. The clothes they wore and the houses they dwelt in, all required mixing Bitter Earth to withstand the severe cold.

Boom boom boom!

The massive mining equipment operated non-stop, transporting the mined Bitter Earth onto the trains.

Then via the railway, it was shipped to the Blazing Hot Volcano.

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Transporting Bitter Earth Mine through the portal between the Blazing Hot Volcano and the Scorching Elemental Volcano into Amber Dreamland.

For the construction of Amber Dreamland, the Amber Federation would dig three feet into the earth, transferring every resource related to Magic Power from Dragon Sleep Continent without leaving a trace.

“What a magnificent sight,” Nicholas exclaimed inwardly as he photographed the massive mining machinery, “In just over a decade, everything has changed beyond recognition from what I saw in my early years!”

Even the camera in his hand was a result of recent years of industrialization; they had even invented the motion picture camera.

Film and television projects had already been established and were under research.

“Master, it’s getting late; we should head back now,” a servant stepped forward to remind him.

“Then let’s go.” Putting down the camera, Nicholas got back into the car and returned to the hotel in Warm Sun City.

After dinner, he busied himself with organizing materials.

He continued sorting through the materials until late at night, until his long-time servant could no longer bear to watch: “Master, there’s plenty of time ahead; you don’t need to overwork yourself on the new work. Taking care of your health is what matters.”

“I need to finish ‘The Epilogue of Dragon Sleep Continent’ as soon as possible,” Nicholas said without looking up.

“But master, you still have plenty of time.”

“Not at all,” Nicholas put down his pen and looked at the servant who had served him for many years, “To tell you the truth, I have six months left to publish ‘The Epilogue of Dragon Sleep Continent’.”

“Is it such a rush, master?”

“After I finish this play, I… might join the cryogenic plan, follow His Majesty Russell into a deep sleep, and wait for the day we overlap with the Land of Starlight Eternal to awaken anew.”

Nicholas revealed this significant news.

“Ah, master, you…” The servant was shocked, for he had followed Nicholas for many years and was prepared to serve him for a lifetime. He never anticipated that Nicholas would undergo cryogenic sleep, which might mean they would never meet again.

“His Majesty Russell gave me a spot in the cryogenics, and I too want to see the Land of Starlight Eternal,” Nicholas simply stated.

His meaning was clear: he treasured this opportunity greatly. He was just over fifty years old, at most he could live another twenty or thirty years.

In twenty or thirty years, Amber Dreamland would definitely not be able to anchor the Land of Starlight Eternal.

To see this alien world, one must undergo cryogenic sleep, only then can one wait for the day when the two worlds overlap.

“Master, you…” The servant choked up, unable to speak.

Nicholas smiled and said, “Don’t be sad; if you don’t want to leave, you can continue working for my family. Although I’ll be in cryogenic sleep, my children still live in Amber Dreamland.”

“No, no, no, I’m not sad. I’m happy for you, master,” the servant wiped away tears, “Your cryogenic sleep is like extending your lifespan… I hope you can write even more brilliant masterpieces in the future, master!”

“Haha, of course!” Nicholas laughed loudly, “I am the great His Majesty Russell’s exclusive playwright, after all!”

He stood up and drew back the curtains.

Looking at the bright starry sky outside, he was filled with emotion: “Following the great His Majesty Russell, I have witnessed legend after legend. As long as His Majesty Russell’s footsteps do not cease, neither will my recordings!”

He paused.

Shaking his head, he sighed, “It’s just a pity that I am but a mortal; though I have the seed of combat energy, I have never cultivated it. My life will not exceed a hundred years… The great His Majesty Russell is destined to live forever, and no matter how I freeze myself, I cannot record his entire life!”

The servant was stunned.

He softly responded, “Master, to witness the beginning of the great His Majesty Russell’s legacy and to share in his legendary experiences is already Mother Earth’s favor. You will also be remembered forever.”

“Yes, I am very fortunate,” Nicholas smiled and sat back down, “Go make me a cup of tea; I need to continue organizing my materials… ‘The Epilogue of Dragon Sleep Continent’ won’t be my own epilogue!”